just breathe Shego, cool it

her and Drakken have been together for approximately an hour since she broke him about of prison and oh boy did she want to turn the blue on his face into purple with her fist or foot or maybe even black with her plasma. she didn't even notice the speed they were going down the road, for people that are meant to be lying low she wasn't doing a great job. SHEGO, JESUS SLOW DOWN! Drakken pleaded clinging onto the sleek black sports car interior for life, his whining only made her go faster, tiny bits of smoke pouring out of the gaps in her fingers tightly grasped to the steering wheel. make one more complaint and ill see if this car can fly, got it? she hissed, Drakken went silent.

finally time to think

Shego couldn't help feeling that this was a bad idea you could of just stayed in that crappy motel and get a takeaway... but no you had to go out and do a maximum security prison brake, now im questioning who's the bigger idiot me or Dr Smurf next to me. the lights of Mexico hit the horizon, illuminating the city with enticing vibrance a dark smirk grew across her face. fuck it, lets see what happens.

the lair had a damp smell to it, Drakken had managed to bargain with Senior senior to let them use one of his old lairs as a hideout and by old i mean the place was almost derelict, the metal structure of the building was exposed lined with piping and various wiring, Shego was wondering if the place was even used.

Drakken was already hunched behind a dimly lit desk in the corner of the room already wrapped up in his scheming something, his slick black mullet was now a short hair cut, strands of his raven locks hung over his face emphasising his depressed brow and the scar running down the side of his face. his orange jumpsuit was tied at the waist showing his now muscular physique through a grey t-shirt. the man was now as intimidating as he was evil. shit, Dr D prison changed you, i bet you have a prison tat and everything now? Shego teased not now Shego evil isn't going to make it self and no i do NOT have a tattoo its a cliche. okay whatever you say...

Shego took the opportunity to inspect the lair, more importantly if there was anywhere to sleep other than the shabby sofa in the main room, a flight of stairs lead her to a corridor, she took the door at the end and to her she was surprised with a stylish bedroom with a king sized bed planted in the middle, this has to be junior she thought to herself while locking the door behind her, Shego slipped her catsuit off, she fell face first onto and greeted the red satin sheets with her naked body letting out a soft muffled moan. propping herself up on her elbows she reached for one of Junior's cuban cigars he must of left on the bedside table, she lit the end of it with a flicker of plasma out the end of her finger and slowly puffed on it the smoke flowed out of her plump lips, just what the doctor ordered.

shit its foggy, Kim's eyes strained to see the road in-front of her, she frowned a concerned look spread across her face, something didn't feel right, she carried along the empty highway, where are all the others cars and also where the hell am ?! she was quickly ripped out of her thoughts as a light shot past her car,

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!

another light shot towards her this time colliding right into one of her tires causing the car to swerve onto the side of the road, the bumper smashed against the railing with force, a huge crack spread across the windshield and Kim's body crashed against the steering-wheel, groaning at the impact Kim barely had enough time to notice a much larger bolt of green light hit the other side of the car causing it to tip onto its side, a blur of orange started to spread over the car as smoke entered the red heads lungs. Kim feebly tried to pull her limp body onto the cold concrete covered in shattered glass, her ears were painfully ringing, she was completely disorientated from the crash, she pulled her eyes up to make out a silhouette approaching her through the smoke, it let out a raspy laugh and crouched down next to Kims frail form, emerald eyes locked Kim's olive eyes, raven hair brushing the side of her face, long time no see princess the figure taunted, s-sh-shego?

Kim shot up, exhaling heavily, fuck it was a dream. it had been a long time since Kim has had a nightmare, her hands were still shaking as she reached for the alarm clock next to her 4:00 am.